Wednesday, April 20, 2011

Siting

So I saw Mr. Big the other day.  He came to my home and we had a really great day.  At least I think so.

It's strange, because he looked terrible.  You can see the stress he's carrying and he's lost a ton of weight and it's scary.  I wanted to confront him and I wanted to shake him and tell him what he's doing isn't necessary but I'm still not convinced it's my place.

I'm scared for him.  He works, non stop.  He's traveling every single week.  And I get it.  I wouldn't want to be home and he's trying to avoid the mess he created while still looking like a good guy. 

But at what point is it enough?

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